“I am going with you, Peter,” replied Nancy.
“But, Nancy—,” replied Joey; and then, after a pause, “I will do all I can for you—I will work for you—but I have no money, and I hope we shall not starve.”
“Bless you, boy! bless you for that kind feeling! but we shall not starve; I have Mrs Chopper’s leave to go with you; indeed, she wished me so to do, and she has given me money for you—it is for you, although she said for both.”
“She is very kind; but why should you go with me, Nancy? You have nothing to fear.”
“We must not talk now, Peter; let us walk on; I have more to fear than you.”
“How is that? I fear being taken up for that of which I am not guilty, but you have nothing to fear.”
“Peter, dear,” replied Nancy, solemnly, “I do not fear for anything the world can do to me—but don’t talk now; let us go on.”